Kazuki sighed softly, looking around the forest as he set his hand on the hilt of his katana. It had gotten late, and the rest of the search party was resting up at their camp, but Kazuki had gone out to continue searching. There had been rumors about a demon in the area, and he wanted to see if that was the demon that took his sister. "Yuzuki! Where are you? Yuzuki!" Kazuki moved branch after branch out of his way as he called out his sister's name. The poor girl was only sixteen and Kazuki had to find her, his youngest, and only sibling. Soon, Kazuki's foot slipped on the ground as he reached a slope. He cried out as he fell, trying to grip onto something before he fell into a large pitfall at the end. Most likely set up by poachers in the area. Sitting up, Kazuki groaned and winced feeling a small cut on his forehead. Adjusting his loose, white outfit, he got up and looked up at the entrance of his 'prison'. No way of getting out of there without help. "Someone! Izuro! Kaname! Akito! Someone get me out of here!" Sighing, Kazuki sat down, holding his katana before he leaned against the wall of the pit, trying to think of   a way out... Slowly, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Ashura sat in a large tree, his back laid comfortably against the trunk, and one foot dangling off the bough he had chosen as his seat. The wild calls in the forest were unexpected, and hooked his legs around the branch, dangling himself upside down to take a better look at what was going on below.

The figure rushing through the woods seemed alone, unlike the party that was sent out earlier. Ashura had been interested in them, but such a large number was too much for him, especially since he had not fed for such a long time. He leaped off the tree and followed the stranger on silent feet.

The accident was quite unexpected, even for the King of the Asurans. He tilted his head slightly and waited, pondering his next move. If he fed, he could leave the pit with no problem. If there was a fight though, he would have no way out unless he won.

Then he grinned, and slid down into the dark pit to join its occupant.

Groaning softly, Kazuki turned over in his sleep, the katana in his sheath shaking slightly as Ashura dropped into the hole. Murmuring softly, Kazuki moved his hand over his sword and it slowly stopped trembling, obviously not a normal sword. Though, the sudden shaking of the sword woke up Kazuki and he sat up. Part of the cloth on his shoulders draped off till he pulled them back up. Looking around, his vision cleared before he tensed up seeing Ashura. His hand moved and quickly pulled his sword from it's sheath, glaring at the person in front of him. "Who the hell are you?"

Ashura observed the human for a while, letting the man wake up. He had a weapon, which made him a warrior. And Ashura would not be the King of the Asurans if he did not like a good fight. He twirled a few strands of long black hair, his eyes flashing gold in the darkness. Rather like a cat's.

"Ashura," he answered truthfully. "I am the King of the Asurans, delivered to this world without my consent."

He smiled, but it was the lazy smirk of a predator. After he has fed here, he will seek better sustenance. Unlike his descendants, Ashura was more purely a demon, he fed on blood, but primarily on chaos and destruction. Death was his primary form of sustenance. What he needed now though, was quick energy.

He stared at the blade that was unsheathed, then raised his right hand to one side. A glow formed in his palm, and a sword appeared, tip first. Its blade was crystal clear, like glass, and the hilt was ornately decorated with something that looked slightly Indonesian in design, decorated with two tear-drop shaped rubies.

Ashura took the hilt in hand and swung the blade before him. Blood sprayed out from its tip, though it had yet to touch an enemy. "And who might you be?"

Seeing the man's eyes flash in the darkness made Kazuki shudder. Moving back, his eyes narrowed before he rose and eyebrow. "Never heard of ya..." He muttered. Standing up, he held his blade in front of him before he saw the smirk. The grip tightened around the blade before he gasped seeing the blade appear in Ashura's hand. How did he do that!? Moving back as the blade was moved, he trembled slightly. "Kazuki... My name is Kazuki... Now why may I ask are you down in here? You know you can't get out either you know..."

Ashura quirked an eyebrow in response, he had not expected a response like this from someone wielding a sword. Perhaps the etiquette of battle on this world was different. "Kazuki." He intoned, letting the name sink in.

"I will be able to leave here as soon as you provide me with something I need," Ashura answered, again completely truthfully. He leveled the blade at the man. "Do you know how to fight?"

"Something you need? I highly doubt I have anything you could possibly want." Kazuki looked at the man oddly. This guy was really strange, what the hell was he talking about? Hearing the question, Kazuki hesitantly nodded a bit before he leaned his head foreword. "Does it look like I know how to fight? I don't carry this sword for show you know."

Ashura shrugged, "Who would know, in this strange world where cattle and warriors run together, and the latter have no say."

He was a bit cryptic, but then, he had always been this way. Since the man knew how to fight, he also did not see any point in extending the verbal exchange. He lowered himself, then charged forward, the tip of his blade aimed directly for the man's heart.

"Cattle?" Looking at Ashura oddly, Kazuki raised his blade a bit. "You really are a strange man..." He pointed out, sighing before he gasped when Ashura charged at him. Pushing himself to the side, part of his outfit was torn and a large cut was carved into his chest from the dodge. Groaning, Kazuki held the wound before swinging his blade at Ashura. "What the hell man!? Are you some sort of bandit or something? Why the hell are you fighting me!?"

Ashura gave Kazuki a confused stare, his blade lowering just a little. Then he licked the blood from its clear surface and straightened, blocking the swing from the human with apparent ease. He flicked his blade, deflecting Kazuki's so that he could step in closer. And he was fast.

"To kill you of course," Ashura whispered into his ear, the scent of blood fresh on his breath. "I am no bandit, and I have no need for your possessions."

The truth is, he had not yet decided whether he would kill this one. The E intrigued him, and he would have to find out more before deciding what to do.

Kazuki shuddered seeing Ashura lick the blood off the blade. What the hell was this guy? Watching him closely, he shuddered before he gasped as his blade was blocked. When Ashura got close, Kazuki's body froze in place before he trembled hearing the man's voice. Looking at him, Kazuki's eyes showed actual fear. Finally regaining himself, he pushed himself away from Ashura. "Why the hell would you want to kill me!? I haven't done anything to you!"

If there is one thing Ashura was good at, then it's identifying fear. He watched the human's face for it and was not disappointed. Though in a way he was, he had hoped someone with a weapon would have a more brilliantly burning soul. But the human was attractive, and there were other things on Ashura's mind too. Hunger comes in many ways.

He swung the sword tip down as the man pulled away, impaling a section of Kazuki's clothing to the hard turf. "Humans always seem to think something has to be done first to deserve something else. This is a very odd view."

Kazuki cried out as part of his clothes was pinned into the ground, causing him to stumble foreword a bit. Looking up at Ashura, Kazuki growled before he pulled his outfit free, not minding the new tear, before he slashed his sword at the man again. "And we also have an instinct to fight if we're in danger..."

"Then fight properly," Ashura said flatly, his sword again deflecting the other man's blade with ease. "Your heart is not in a fight where your life might be decided?"

He pulled the ripped fabric up from the tip of his sword and threw it away. His next swing was different, he did so quite far away from Kazuki, but the sword pressure sliced the air apart before him, if Kazuki got in the way it wouldn't have been a minor injury.

"Properly?" Kazuki murmured, looking at Ashura before he growled as his attack had been blocked so easily. Moving back, he watched Ashura before he tensed up slightly. Watching him swing the sword in the open air, Kazuki thought he was just getting ready to attack, but Kazuki screamed in pain as the attack hit him. Falling back on the ground, the young boy whimpered softly as blood trailed down his chest and onto the ground below.

Ashura stared down at the bloodied human and stepped in close. He lifted his blade and thrust it down vertically, narrowly missing Kazuki's sword arm. One sandaled foot did land on it though, keeping it down in case the human wanted to do something surprising.

The Asuran King leaned over the boy and carefully took some blood on his fingertips, pressing them to his own lips to lick off the liquid. "Feeling good yet?"

Looking up, Kazuki shuddered a bit before he struggled to get up. Watching the blade get jammed into the ground beside him, he winced before he tried to pull his arm free from under Ashura's arm. Looking back up at Ashura, he winced when he took some blood off his chest. Shivering slightly, he whimpered softly before shaking his head and shutting his eyes tightly. "If your going to kill me, just do it. I know when i'm beat." Kazuki's grip on his sword loosened before he opened his eyes and looked to the night sky. "Yukuzi..."

"That is very..." Ashura searched for the right word for a moment, then seemed to decide on one. "Accommodating of you."

He leaned in and licked at the wound directly now, making no pretense of being gentle, his tongue raking over the open flesh, drawing in blood in hungry gulps. He could feel the human's heart beat slow under his attention, and debated for a while on whether to let him live.

On a whim, he pulled away before draining the boy dry. "That is enough for now," he said softly, then gathered Kazuki and both their weapons into his arms. "I need you to show me where there are people."

Then he leaped far higher than any human could manage, out of the trap and into the branches of a nearby tree.

Kazuki looked up at Ashura, his body tensing up before he shut his eyes when he leaned in. Feeling the man's tongue run over the wound, he shuddered slightly before slowly opening his eyes. Kazuki looked at Ashura with a confused look. Wasn't he going to kill him? He gasped when he was picked up, blushing a soft red before he clung to Ashura as he jumped into the tree. "One, why do I need to show you? Two, how the hell did you jump so high? And three... What the hell are you?"

Ashura cradled the boy carefully, it was not the weight that was the problem, more the young man's thin long limbs coupled with the two swords. He put Kazuki's sword into his lap as he carried him through the woods, hopping from tree to tree, his own sword shimmered and disappeared in a puff of flame, presumably back into his body.

Kazuki could probably cut his head off right now, but at the same time, if he tried, Ashura could always drop him.

"I don't need to answer questions from food," Ashura said, but his expression was mocking, and there was a grin on his lips. "I don't know where there are people, so I need you to show me. I can jump higher than humans because I am not one. And I am Asuran, as I have told you before."